A Stitch in Time?

Holy Shit Batman it's March already...

I've been a very bad blogger.

Up to my tits (as they say here, how cute is that) with work and family and life in general. Not that I don't want to be documenting it... somehow, time is slipping away on me. I don't know how or why, but I do know it started around the same time I asked my husband to turn back the clock because I wasn't ready to get out of bed one morning.

Coincidence?